Hey guys I hope all of you have enjoyed my life story so far. I'm going into detail as much as my memory serves me lol and I hope you guys are learning more about me as you read on so with that said here is chapter 8 enjoy!!!
Months has passed by living at grandma's house ( Lhasa house ) and I was having fun being free and getting to know my sister and my brother better. I was getting to see how life was living with my blood siblings and it honestly was fun. My sister Lhasa had a beautiful baby girl named Anastasia which I ended up nick naming Ana stinky due to some very stinky diapers I had to change at times lol but god knows how much it meant to me being a titi to such a smart loving little girl. My brother was always in the streets and he would have his friends over at time but I knew they were off limits as I was warned to stay away better yet his friends new not to even bother with me lol. I remember he had this one friend that was very tall about 6 feet and had long hair that he would have or braided, and I would think he was cute but never really paid any mind to him because he was my brothers friend. One day on valentine's day I was at the firehouse which happens to be a deli getting myself a chopped cheese and I see him, we speak and he introduces himself as gary, we continued talking and I learn that he is single and had no plans that night and I told him me either he asks if he could come by later and I said sure why not. When I get home I tell my sister about Gary and she tells me what I should know about him. I waited for him that night but he never showed up but that didn't bother me being that he did say he would try to come by. The next day he comes over and we talk some more and my brother had a feeling we were trying to get to know one another but he didn't say anything so I was like yessssssss. He started coming by on a regular and eventually we became boyfriend and girlfriend. One day it was my sister's Lhasa and A and my brother and his girl and I believe my brothers friend rocky. Lhasa asks me hey jericka did u know that Gary has one leg bigger than the other and I looked at her as if she lost her mind, then she goes on and asks and have u seen his extra pinky, now I'm dumbfounded. How in holy hell have I not noticed that before? So when Gary comes by later that night I asked him front of everybody about this leg and extra pinky and he starts laughing and everyone else starts cracking up. He goes on and shows me his "extra" pinky which was more like a ugly droopy skin tag and his leg which happens to be skinnier than the other one. I couldn't contain the laughter and started laughing but that didn't change how I felt about him. Everyone in that house was potheads, me included all thanks to my sister lol that's a inside joke she will get it once she reads this blog. One day Gary invites me over to his house to chill and smoke so I agreed. I knew that this would be the day that we would have sex and I was nervous. I remember I wore the best clothes I owned, did my hair and makeup and headed to his house, which was across the street from my Lhasa. When I knocked this woman opened the door and I was not greeted pleasantly, it was his mom! I immediately felt uncomfortable but when gary came I felt more at ease. He introduced us and she said hi and went to her room. He took me to his room and he rolled up and popped in a movie in the dvd player and we smoked and not once paid attention to that damn movie. We just talked and smoked for many hours. We started kissing and he slowly removed my clothing, and we had sex. The sex was great and I never returned home we just kept on having sex like jack rabbits in heat. The next day I got ready and we both left, went to the firehouse to grab a bacon, egg and cheese and went back to his house. We ate and smoked and had more sex. Now I was ready to go home and he was ready to hit the streets. He was a drug dealer, he would sell weed. When I got back home I told my sister what happened and she laughed and that's it conversation was over and it became a normal thing. We did this many times, sleeping over each other's house. One day my sister and I got into a huge fight and I got kicked out. Gary came and helped me grab my things and I moved in with him without once asking his mom. Things was rough there, his mom didn't really like me, hell she didn't like anyone for that matter. She told us we couldn't eat out of her food so we had to buy our own, remember we was 17 going on 18 so I had to depend on gary to sell drugs so we could eat. We had many days that we would go to bed hungry because it was a bad day no sales, but in reality he was a bad drug dealer he dint kow how to hustle right, he would smoke his own merchandise and then would owe the big guys. My mom would send me $200 a month to help me and I remember I would spend a $100 in food and have $100 for whatever I wanted. But one day as I was walking one of the big guys stopped me and told me that Gary owed them money and he needed to pay them back or he would get hurt, so with the money I got I paid his debt off. Gary and I was together almost a year when he got arrested for selling drugs and that left me FUCKED so I had to go to my dad and tell him everything and I was able to live with him again. This time I knew how to deal with him, he no longer affected me nor scared me. Dad ended up in the hospital that week because his health wasn't the best he had cancer and diabetes and he would catch infections all the time, at this point he was in a power wheelchair because they had amputated his feet for stepping on a rusty nail. He was in the hospital for a couple of weeks and I remember gary was out of jail within a month, he was lucky. His mom didn't want him there with me so he refused to live there, so I asked dad if he could live with me there, dad agreed as long as I would cook, clean and gary pay him $100 monthly so I agreed. I remember going to the courthouse hoping the judge would release him and he did. He went home and had crazy loud sex. We took advantage of a empty house and had sex everywhere. When dad came home he was in a bad mood and would talk to me like shit and I was tired of it, I drew the line when he told me that he never loved me the way he loved my other siblings and from that day on the love I had for him had diminished drastically and I cursed his ass out and made sure I hurt his feelings like he did to me. Gary spoke to his mom and we packed and left back to his mom's house. A months passed and I was already 18 1/2 and he got arrested again, I was tired of this life so I called my mom and grandpa gave her money to send me a ticket back home. When I arrived back home I learned that Edison was living there in my fucking room and I kicked his ass out to the living room I was pissed, I loved gary and missed him terribly. Several weeks passed and he finally got out and discovered that I had left back to Puerto Rico and he called me and begged for me to come back that he missed me, he even had gotten a tattoo on his neck with my name, mind u I had gotten his name on my left shoulder way before. I decided to give this another shot and went back to him after he promised he wouldn't sell drugs anymore, so he promised. I bought my ticket and left again, being there with him felt like home but only thing was that he no longer seller drugs so it was hard for us to eat. His mom eventually gave in and started feeding us what she could but it wasn't enough. I remember one dag I was cleaning the house and the phone rings and his mom answers and she speaks on it for a long while and then calls gary and passes him the phone. It happens to be his dad, he hasn't seen or heard from his dad in years and his dad tells him he lives in Binghamton and he is going great etc. Gary goes on and tells him how he is doing, that he has a girlfriend that lives with him, how he stopped selling drugs but it's been hard to get by and his dad tells him that he will buy us a ticket to Binghamton to go live with him and he will take care of us. We agreed to go because we needed the help and that way Gary could spend time with his dad. That night we jumped on the greyhound and was on our way there. When we arrived he told us to take a cab to his address and he would come down and pay the cab, so when we got there he came down paid the cab and welcomed us with open arms. We felt happy there, his dad had given us the living room and he was so nice, his wife would cook and I would clean. He wanted us to have our own space and told us he was looking for a 2 family house that way he had our own apartment and they had there's but we would eat together til I went and applied to public assistance. His father started to search. At this time I noticed his father was a heavy alcoholic je would drink every chance he got and would have Gary drunk too, and I didn't like that because Gary would become aggressive when he drank. All the time Gary and I were together I never once saw him drunk only when we started living with his dad. His dad wasn't a bad guy he would give us money and buy us our cigarettes but he would drink and drink, and Gary would too. One day they both arrive and Gary starts arguing with me and he gets mad and leaves the apartment but he was stumbling badly so I went after him when he got to the stairs he punched the hallway window and he breaks it and all I see was blood gushing everywhere and he says "see what u make me do". His dad's wife goes on and calls the ambulance and we head to the hospital. I can't tell u if he got stitches or not I don't remember but all I know was that I was pissed. A few days pass and I start feeling really sick, and I knew that I caught the flu. I kept vomiting badly til it hurtled and all that came out was stomach acid, so we decided to go to the hospital. It was the day that Michael Jackson died. I remember being in the waiting room and seeing the breaking news and I was really sad I loved Michael. We later get called in and I had to take a pregnancy test as a routine physical and we were put to wait in a room. That room was nice it had a bed and a nice tv. I had fallen asleep and gary too. When the doctor came in we woke up and the doctor said "well the reason you're violently vomiting is because you're PREGNANT" I looked at that doctor like he had 10 heads, I shook my head and said that's impossible because when I was a teen my gynecologist told me I couldn't have children. The doctor went and set up a songaram to be done and he was absolutely right I was pregnant I was 8 weeks along and I heard my baby's heart beat. We both were very happy. Days passed and his dad found a house and we moved immediately, lucky for me I was pregnant and didn't have to do anything. I was still going through morning sickness badly so crackers and ginger ale was my best friend. When we moved in, we had a nice one bedroom apartment, it was perfect for us. We had a huge bathroom and a nice kitchen, a balcony and a nice livingroom. His bad bought us second hand furniture and it started looking like a home. We immediately went to public assistance and they gave me emergency foodstamps, I remember they gave us like $600 and we were happy and we went food shopping and stacked up everything. Gary had not changed he was still drinking and I suspected him to be be doing cocaine because he told me his dad did. And everytime Gary came home he would be different, violent. One day Gary came home and threatened to kick me in my stomach and pushed me but I fought back, and he left for a walk. During that time I called my mom and told her everything, she knew I was pregnant and I told her I want to go home before I lose my baby. And within a hour she had wired me money to take a greyhound back to NYC but instead of my sister's house, I had to go yo my aunt house somewhere he didn't know where to find me. I didn't know how the fuck I would be able to leave because he came back home. So I called his cousins and told them everything and they told me they would help me not to worry. I packed everything up that I could and told him that I was going to his cousin house til he decided to act right. He pleaded and cried for me not to leave but I knew I had to do what I had to do because things was just going to get worse. The girls picked me up and took me to the greyhound but I had missed the last bus, so that meant I would have to take the first bus in the morning. His cousins spoke to me and told me I didn't have to leave, that I could stay with them and they would help me but all I knew was that I wanted my mom. Gary called me non stop and I didn't answer and the next day I got on the bus without regret. When I arrived I took the train to my sister's house, I was tired and hungry and my uncle was picking me up. Unfortunately it looks like Gary mom saw me and called Gary, but by the time Gary came down I was no where to be found. I stood about a week with my aunt and uncle, it was fun I bonded with them both but they also had a newborn baby and that gave me a chance to practice for my own baby that would soon be here. The week passed and I was on a flight back home. When I arrived my mom was very supportive, and Edison was still living there. Mommy told me she had something to tell me and told me she was diagnosed with cancer! That's why Edison was living there, to keep her company. He was angry that I came back, and pregnant! We always wanted to have a child together but it never happened in all the years we were together, yet I was with Gary 18 months and here I am as pregnant as can be. Edison stood on the couch for a while. We ended up fixing things and he accepted me pregnant and all. Things was different though he was distant and I knew he had a side chick but I didn't care, I cared that I had someone standing by me. Mom grew weak with the chemo and radiation to the point she had to be in a wheelchair but big belly and all I made sure we would beat this together. Time passes and I'm set for this baby, I bought everything it would need. And oh I forgot to mention, I had found out it would be a boy and decided to name him Jeremiah James and would call him JJ for short. Mom and grandpa had bought me the crib and his dresser and a crib in a bag, a travel system car seat & stroller. Edison would give me money to buy whatever else I needed. On February 2, 2010 at the age of 20 I gave birth to a baby boy weighing 7lbs 8 oz and 20 inches long. I gave birth to him in Mayagüez Puerto Rico at 8:23 am. Jeremiah was the only dark colored baby in the nursery and I'm sorry but he was such a ugly baby lol...I'm not going to say he was cute if he wasn't, even mom called my aunt and told her that he was ugly. Mom beat the cancer and said the joy she got from being a grandma cured her, he was going to be one spoiled kid. Gary and I would talk on the phone all the time and I agreed to go for vacation after JJ was 3 months old so he could see him, and at 4 months old I took JJ to see his dad. Gary was happy with his son and he asked for another chance but I couldn't do that. Gary mom and sister had bought JJ so much clothes it was amazing. Gary would disappear for days at a time and I was pissed because he was suppose to spend time with his son. He came back and made up a story about being at his cousin house. But he forgot I had his number, so I called and his cousin told me he hadn't seen gary in months. I was so mad because he lied to me, so I took the clothes he had in my sister's house when he would sleepover to help me with JJ and cut them all up along with his sneakers. I wasn't upset that he had a girlfriend but that he was dishonest and he knew I needed formula and he didn't buy it and I had to bother my dad for money to get the baby milk. Once again my sister and I had a fight and I left her house and went to gary house. I stood there for a few weeks, til Gary and I had a argument over diapers in the street and he told me he was going to throw my clothes out. I remember leaving my son with my nieces grandma and ran after him ready to fuck him up. By time I get upstairs he was throwing my clothes in the project staircase and that's it I lost it. I started fucking him up had his neck on the stove and I dared his mom or sister to jump in because I would hand it to them too. As I held him in a corner I called the cops and when I finished the call he pushed me and fled. Cops came and told me to just leave, I didn't need to deal with his ass. I called my dad told him what happened and he sent one of his friends to help me with all my stuff. The cops was so nice they helped me carry my things over to my dad house when they not suppose to. My dad had spoken to his boys and told them when they see gary to beat his ass, and so they stood watch. I went and picked up my son, I couldn't wait for the day I had to go back home. The day arrived that I had to go home, and I knew it was time to grow up and raise him on my own, but I wasn't afraid because I had my mom to help me. Edison and I eventually broke up, but he stood in JJ life actively, he treated him like his own son and for that I was grateful!!!
My thoughts:
What the fuck was I thinking! Omg I see that my luck always was so bad with guys but probably because I never made the right choices...this relationship with Gary went bad towards the end but he did give me my first born son and I'm thankful for that. As for Edison he was a good guy but lacked being faithful and that's why we ended, we remained friends since he was raising JJ and I loved him for that. He didn't need to do it but he did. So as u guys can see I've had a harsh 20 years of life, but soon things would be great.
Thanks for sticking around and reading Chapter 8 you guys are the best. Stay tuned for Chapter 9: Orlando. Love you all X0x0Xox0X!!!
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